First of all, I’m just going to put it out there that I am almost certainly going to be a wreck tonight until:
1) They call Ohio, and
2) They call the results of Question 1 in Maine.
For those of you who don’t follow me on Twitter, you might want to start just for the amusement of reading what are certain to be increasingly unhinged Tweets as I get progressively more sleep-deprived and (if it’s a real nail-biter) gin-addled. Just sayin’.
Anyhow, yesterday I mentioned a particular kind of anxiety/OCD tic I have. For some reason, after I cast votes I become deeply uneasy that I’ve accidentally voted the wrong way. (I suppose I could comfort myself with Jason’s assertions that even if I did, it’s not like it mattered.) I remedied this problem this year by asking a friend who happened to be handy when I voted early to check my ballot to make sure I didn’t get it wrong. This worked well, but since she had to leave before I was finished I couldn’t ask her to check if I’d correctly voted “Yes on 1” and now I’m a wee bit nervous that I somehow voted “No” by accident. Despite checking and rechecking literally five times (at least) before putting the ballot in the envelope.
The only other time I kind of lose my marbles is when I have to mail in professionally-sensitive documents. Once I had to mail in a gigantic pile of paper to the board of licensure in Maine, and I had to ask the nice man at the post office to confirm that the envelope did, in fact, contain the gigantic pile of paper it was meant to contain. Had I not done this, I guarantee I would have become concerned shortly after leaving said post office that I had possibly mailed it wrong. (How I might have managed to mail it wrong would have been beside the point.)
So anyone out there want to join me in my nuttiness? Anyone willing to share a little dollop of their crazy? And weird quirks or twitches to your personality that only come out in very specific circumstances? Or will I be clutching my martini glass alone in this one tonight?